(and I'm not the Raven here)
Why Ravens?
By Ella Grey
I've
written quite a few shifter stories. Mostly they've been quite traditional. I
started with wolves. Then for a short story I wrote leopards. I've written
assassins before but ones that were human. I had a very particular story in
mind when I wrote 'The Raven's Kill.' What happens when the assassin falls in
love with his target? Since the original plan was for this to be a short story
and I wanted the love story to be plausible. I went with Paranormal Romance.
I
wanted something unique, a creature that could blend into the normal
surroundings, and definitely one that could hide in plain sight if need be. It
ruled out most shape shifters. Wolves, leopards, bears or cougars were all too
big and nearly impossible to hide in an urban setting. Then I went toward bird
shifters. That decision ruled out traditional shape shifters and I ended up
leaning more toward magical creatures. Shifters do exist in my world but Raven
is a creature of magic, a shifter who can take any shape he wants and is able
to see the darkness in a person's soul. In his case he takes the shape of a
handsome looking man (who in my imagination looks a hell of a lot like Ian
Somerhalder. I dare any woman not to look at him and feel inspired.)
I
enjoyed writing him a lot. I wrote a scene where he's flying over the
landscape, which was brilliant fun to write. He might look like a man half the
time but he's definitely more comfortable as a raven. For instances he rarely
sleeps in his human form, preferring to sleep in the rafters in the converted
clock tower he owns.
The
Raven's Kill may be a standalone story but I might write more stories around
Raven and his mate. There's a lot of potential there.
Character Interview
By Ella Grey
(What follow is a transcript of a meeting between
me and Raven)
(There is something dangerous and dark about the
handsome man who walks into my office. He walks with an easy stride but his
eyes dart from side to side, taking in everything. He's dressed in a dark suit.
The jacket draws attention to broad shoulders and the white shirt fits him
well. There's no mistaking his well-built.)
Ella Grey: Thanks for coming in Raven.
Raven: It isn't a problem. I had nothing on my
agenda today.
Ella Grey: Your agenda? You mean your targets?
Raven: (He nods his head) I find that it's rather impolite
to talk about my targets. I wouldn't want to kill you too if you learn too
much; after all we've had such pleasant chats.
Ella Grey: Yes, we have. I've turned into your own
personal shrink. Last time we talked you mentioned Cassandra Stirling. Did
you...you know?
Raven: (He looks bemused) Kill her? No.
Ella Grey: That's a first. I don't think you've ever
let anyone live before.
Raven: I haven't, it's bad for business but she's
different.
Ella Grey: And why's that? Why makes her so
different?
Raven: I looked in her eyes. She's innocent. I
refuse to take an innocent woman's life. It doesn't make any differences how
she makes me feel, that the thought of tasting her lips drives me to
distraction. I've never felt this way. Damned, I can't even think straight.
What does it mean?
Ella Grey: You seriously don't know?
Raven: (shrugs in that way which is purely male and
it obvious he doesn't have a clue. I even feel a little sorry for him.)
Ella Grey: You're in love...dumb-arse.
*snigger, love that last line...*
What's Raven going to do when his target turns
out to be his mate?
Raven
is a shifter with the ability to see the darkness in a person's soul. He has
never strayed off his path or let a target live before, until he meets
Cassandra for the first time. She's an innocent, so why does someone want her
dead?
As
soon as she laid eyes on the mysterious man, she wants him with an intensity
that scares her. When he appears in her room one night with an impossible
story, she doesn't have a choice, believe him or die when someone else takes
the job he's refused.
It's
a fight against time and an attraction that scares them both, no-one knows what
the future holds. Even a fledgling seer.
Ella Grey always knew that she'd become a
writer. Well, it was either that or a brain surgeon but her heart wasn't in it.
She's constantly had voices in her head, which could have ended up being
strapped in a strait jacket and being locked in a padded cell. Thankfully she
picked up a pen and put it to paper.
She currently lives in the UK with her son,
partner and cat. She rarely sleeps and can often be found with a cup of coffee close
to one hand, with her other hand on the keyboard.
Follow her
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